The novel is the art of making the private public, the personal universal.

我不是一个说唱歌手，我是一个适应者。我可以适应任何情况。

Maybe every man has had two such women, at least two. Married to a red rose, over time, the red becomes a mosquito blood stain on the wall, while the white remains "moonlight before the bed"; married to a white rose, the white becomes a grain of sticky rice on the clothes, while the red remains a cinnabar mole on the heart.

暴君死了，他的统治结束了；殉道者死了，他的统治开始了。